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Azriel Thompson POV
Tuesday, May 1st
7:24 amA low grunt of pain leaves me when Jamarion positions my legs even better on the couch. A tear slips from my eye and I discretely wipe it away.
I am in so much pain that it hurts even breathing.
"Yuh good?" He asks as he looks around the room for more cushions to help me sit up better.
I nod my head and his eyes linger on me for a while, I squeeze him a smile trying to persuade him.
"I am good...really" I say lowly as my hand hidden under the blanket that he threw over me, rubs my sore legs trying to ease some of the discomfort I am feeling.
"Yuh sure yuh nuh waah mi carry yuh back round fi yuh lay dung pon the bed?" He questions and a sigh leaves me.
I shake my head as his eyes linger in the hall. I can see him contemplating whether to bring me back to the room or leave me here.
Tugging on his arm, I try to ease my bruised back out of the couch and closer to his body proving to him that I no longer need to be on bed rest. He looks down at me and pity shines bright in his eyes.
"Mi aguh mek yuh stay in here but only fi 3 hours after that mi aguh mek yuh lay back dung pon the bed" I open my mouth to protest but the daring look in his eyes deter me and I nod my head.
Leaning back into the firm pillows placed behind me, I let go a breath of contentment despite the lingering pain, I haven't felt this okay since before the fight.
My eyes fly open at the sound of Maleek giggling and I become giddy inside, he bends the corner and his smile brightens even more when he sees me.
Before he's able to greet me, Jamarion appears out of nowhere blocking the path between us.
"Jam please" I whisper as I lift my weak hand in the direction of my boy.
"Let me put you over more on the couch so that he doesn't rub against you too much" He suggests and Maleek's cries fill the room.
"I am good just place him on my legs" I advise and he stares at me for a while before lifting Maleek into his arms.
He lifts the blanket off my legs and places down a pillow before placing Maleek on my legs.
I stifle the groan of pain that threatens to leave me the minute he places Maleek on my legs, instead, I smile through the pain as I stare at Maleek.
He looks between Jamarion and I before his eyes get glossy, confused I turn to look at Jamarion and he shares the same look as me.
He stretches his hand in Maleek's direction and as expected Maleek goes to him, laying his hand on Jamarion's shoulder Maleek's cries become more and my worry intensifies.
"Mi nuh know weh duh him, he just wake up so that's probably why"Jamarion suggests and I nod my head as I wipe my own tears.
"I want to lay down please," I say softly and Jamarion nods before leaving the room to lay down Maleek in our room.
I wait patiently as tears leak from my eyes both from the physical pain I am feeling from all the kicks that I got from Raymon and the mental battle that I have been fighting.
Both my body and mind are exhausted.
I rub at my temple as the pain in my head intensifies my tears become more and I aggressively rub at my side trying to ease the pain and heat radiating off my skin.
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